Chapter 2

Derby’s parents had thrown a graduation party for him and his crowd at the house. There had been about two dozen kids there. Because his folks allowed alcohol, everyone was required to spend the night. Derby’s family had a huge recreation room in the basement, which was where the party was held. At 2am, his folks closed the “bar,” removed all the alcohol (what little was left), cleared up the left-over food, and helped the kids push all the furniture against the walls so they would have room to crash on the carpeted floor, sleeping off the effects of the party.

For some reason, Derby woke up after everyone had been asleep for a while. He realized that Megan was no longer sleeping next to him. Concerned that she may have been ill, he started looking for her. He found her in the second-floor guest room, in bed, naked, with his equally naked best friend, Joe. The two used condoms on the floor made it pretty difficult for them to deny what had been happening.

Nobody took Derby’s suicide attempt seriously, not even his parents. When they spoke of it, which was seldom, they referred to it as his “accident.” Nobody except Megan and Joe knew what had thrown him into a tail-spin, and they didn’t seem to care. His family tried to gloss it over and to make his upset go away by pampering him, which he resented. He was in a very dark place for a while. He got a shitty job working in a warehouse, refusing to go to the college that had accepted him, withdrawing from everyone while he brooded. Those black days lasted for almost a year. He spoke to no one he didn’t absolutely have to, working quietly on his grief and pain.

He was better now, he believed. He knew he needed to go to college, to move on with his life. He decided to re-join the world, but on his terms. He made up his mind that it would be wise for him to trust no one, to avoid being hurt. He also decided that, since Megan would not pay him back for his suffering, other women would have to do that. Derby taught himself how to fake “good” to get his family off his back, and he was going to use those same skills to get his satisfaction from women. If there was a tinge of revenge involved, so be it.

Walking across campus after lunch, Derby saw that many of the minivans and SUV’s, the vehicles of choice for parents bringing their kids to college, had departed. It was getting closer to the time when he could start his pursuit of what for him was going to pass as happiness.

The first girl he decided to bed was Christy. The fact that she reminded him, physically, of Megan helped him to make his choice, and her apparent attraction to him sealed the deal. He went to her room and knocked on her door.

Christy opened the door. She had showered and changed since he last saw her, and she looked really good standing there in cut-off jean shorts and a t-shirt, even though her hair was still damp. Her pretty feet were bare, she wore no make-up, and, it appeared, no bra. “Hi,” she said, smiling up at him. “Thanks for helping us carry my stuff up here earlier. Do you want to come in?”

“Thanks, Christy, that would be great,” Derby said, walking by her into the room. “How’s the unpacking going?”

“Don’t ask,” Christy laughed. “I still have some boxes to go, but at least I found my shampoo and some clothes. I’m not sure I feel like doing much more today. Do you have your room set up?”

“Enough for now,” Derby said. “Enough that I thought I’d like to take another look around campus to get myself better oriented. Have you had the chance to run around yet?”

“No,” Christy answered. “I don’t really have any idea where anything is.”

“I walked around some of it earlier. How about if we explore together?” Derby said.

“Sure, I’d like that, if you’re willing to wait until I dry my hair.”

Derby smiled at her. “Can you put me to work with something while you do that? I see your PC sitting there, but nothing’s hooked up. Want me to set it up for you?”

“Do you know how to do that? That’d be great. My Dad was going to do it before he left, but I guess he forgot. I’m pretty technologically challenged,” Christy said, giving him a shy grin.

“No problem. I’ll have you connected and running in no time. You just go and make yourself even prettier than you are already, if that’s possible,” Derby said, using his most charming smile. He noted with satisfaction that Christy had smiled at his compliment. He also thought he could see a slight hardening of her nipples under her t-shirt. Good sign. This one might be easy.

Christy left for the bathroom with her dryer and supplies, leaving Derby alone in her room. He quickly set up her PC. While waiting for it to boot up and connect to the internet, he decided to snoop. He quickly found her lingerie drawer and confirmed his earlier assessment: 34B. He also learned that she had a nice collection of translucent boy-short panties, bikinis, and thongs. He wondered what she was wearing right now.

Finding her laundry bag, he fished out the single pair of soiled panties, which she had undoubtedly worn earlier today while moving in. They were slightly damp with sweat and girl odor, and they smelled heavenly when he buried his face in them. Although he was pressing his luck in terms of time, he still rummaged around in the rest of her things until he found her pack of birth control pills. Good. That took care of one problem. It would make it easier to get her to let him cum in her. It wasn’t that he cared about knocking her up, but pregnancy would certainly complicate things when he dumped her.